Mamie K. Fant

Not that I have already attained, or am already perfected; but I press on, that I may lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus has also laid hold of me. Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal of the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

Philippians 3: 12-14 NKJV

Mamie Kate Miller Fant was born on May 30, 1926 in Rutherfordton, North Carolina to the late James “Zenus” Miller and Beulah Davis Miller. Mamie Kate was affectionately known as Kate.

Kate met and married James Ray Fant in North Carolina and they eventually settled in Harlem, New York. They later divorced, but not before being blessed with two sons James Freddie Fant and Ronald P. Fant who preceded her in death.

Kate was a career woman who worked at a firm for over 30 plus years and her faithfulness to that firm paved the way towards her retirement. During and after retirement she enjoyed travelling with her small group of friends and periodically chatting over the phone with her siblings.

Kate was feisty in the sense that she would always tell you what she thought about anything and everything with a sense of humor. She wasn’t afraid to speak her truth, and laughter was her love language.

In addition to her two sons, she was preceded in death by her sisters: Jessie Mae Miller McDowell, Eunice Miller Wilkins, Aileen Miller Robinson; brothers: Rev Chester Lee Miller, and Billy Miller.

Kate is survived by her sister Ophiela Miller Boyce (Croton-on-Hudson, NY), granddaughter Jessica Fant (Windsor, NJ), devoted niece Karen Singleton (Locust Grove, GA), devoted daughter-in-law Rita Heyward (New York, NY) and a long list of nieces, nephews, cousins and friends that spans the globe.

All her life Kate has been a goal setter. Her last goal was to reach the ripe age of 100, but God said 98 will do.

A Gathering and Visitation will held on Tuesday April 15, 2025 from 9am-11am at Frank E. Campbell. The interment to follow at Woodlawn Cemetery.

Don’t cry for me

Don’t cry for me, I will be okay

Heaven is my home now, and this is where I’ll stay

Don’t cry for me, I’m where I belong

I want you to be happy and try to be strong

Don’t cry for me, it was just my time.

But I will see you someday, on the other side

Don’t cry for me, I am not alone.

The angels are with me to welcome me home

Don’t cry for me, for I have no fear

All the pain is gone, and Jesus took my tears

Don’t cry for me, this is not the end

I’ll be waiting here for you, when we meet again

Poem written by: Deborah Garcia Gaitan